Tuesday, February 24, 2009
So I'm watching "How It's Made", and they're showing how they manufacture personal aircraft. Job I would not want: test pilot for aforementioned personal aircraft company. Let’s see… airplane parts get made, put together, instruments are tested, and then the final test? Take it in the air to see if it will actually fly. Um… I’ll pass, thanks.
The only good thing about snow is that it makes the mountains breathtakingly beautiful, especially during sunset. I just wish it would stay in the mountains, and not come visit me so regularly on the valley floor.
I’ve never been called to jury duty, even though I’ve been a registered voter since I was 18 years old. I wouldn’t necessarily mind it, but doubt I’d be chosen as a juror. My court experiences over the years have made me a bit more knowledgeable about law than the average juror. They don’t usually like people who are smart about the law.
I received a voice text message on my work phone. It said, “Hey girl, how’s everything going? Sorry it’s late. But I just want you to know that I was thinking of you and I love you. I might be going to jail tomorrow so just know I love you.” The return number was from a different state. I guess there’s no point in calling them… they’re gonna be in jail anyway.